Gaining Dreams

For it is in dreams I see, not in life.
Repeadly, filling every night. And all day dreams.
The deep brown eyes
Far off, like a spectacle the future may hold
A something for a lonely heart
Beautiful, beckoning, kind and so very True...

A storm within

A storm like none before.

Tormenting rains and billowing winds

The boat may sink very soon

I hold on to it, knowing I will sink with it

The water washes agaisnt me, soaking me

Inviting me in its embrase

I feel the urge to jump, like those before

The water, so clear and unreal

Beautiful, with many secrets, traps

So inviting.
I want to jump, yet something stops me
Hope.
Like a warning it emerges
From somewhere deep inside
Tugging, squeezing the heart
More real, more beautiful
More inviting then the water

I look up to the horizon
Keeping hope within me
And.
Something emerges from it
Much more real, more beautiful
More inviting then even hope

टेस्टिंग हिन्दी ट्रांस्लितेरेशन

नमस्ते आप सब कैसे है
मेरे ब्लोग में आपका स्वागत है
आप कमेंट्स छोड़ना मत ब्लुल्याई गा
मेरे ब्लोग मैं आने कई लिए बहुत धन्यवाद

Lotus, Brown

Beyond the hills he lives

The man of iron

One without a mask broad shoulders

Eyes, lotus like brown

Voice, vibrant and deep

He walks towards me with his umbrella

Lest I get wet in the rain

And my flowers wilter

I blush behind my hat, a crimson red

And hope for the rain to never stop

Basket of flowers

There I stand, next to the lake
With my basket of flowers
They pass by,
one by one,
greeting me in their pleasant ways
I smile and talk
They laugh and flatter
Acting so well...
But then the sun goes down
And the rain comes along
Everything changes and much is revealed
They run past me, their expressions blank
To the other bearers of flowers
Their fake sincerity washing down their faces
I stand alone, my flowers weltering
waiting?
waiting.
And then one comes along,
With a face so tranquil, an umbrella in hand
With a gentle smile, a firm grip
One true to oneself
One without a mask
And I close my eyes, and feel the warmth of the sun peaking behind the blue clouds

Silence

Silence
It speaks more
feeling tumble as if in darkness
confusion, misunderstanding
A few words spoken
In anguish, pain...maybe?
And now those words
Have led to this?
A swollen silence, awkward, dark
A Trailing blue, deep, beckoning
But nothing is lost, for...
A smile could bring the light into this suffocating
Silence

The Lonesome two

A strong wind
The two stand
Their eyes closed
Waiting...
An unlikely couple
Deep, dark secrets binding them
A liquidy attraction
Of beating hearts
And floral eyes
Complete silence, peace, a calm
Their hands touch
And the wind blows
a bit softly...